Bam and co.

Cloud flopped down onto the couch in exhaustion. The party had started around eight but she had been helping since ten in the morning and it was already eleven. The band was playing and the house was filled with people. The guests had already started to spill out onto the lawn, a dozen or skaters still doing tricks out by the driveway. Cloud had helped put out drinks and snacks and cleaned the house with April for a bit before the boys dragged her off to accompany them on various errands.
Bam had laid out a special outfit for the occasion, a short, lacy, black tanktop dress and a purple corset. The heels he had gotten for her were abandoned as soon as he hadn't been looking. Ryan had even gotten into to look by giving her a hair clip hung with bells on lengths of black velvet ribbon. The overall effect was of a child gothic prostitute but it seemed to make Bam happy.
Quickly reaching out before anyone else could, the blonde grabbed an unopened can of coke off the table, washing away the taste of cum. Ville had opted for a blowjob between this set and the last. The whole party seemed like an excuse for Bam and ryan to show her off, their latest toy.
"WHAT THE FUCK??" The shout was followed by a crash and the party seemed to quiet down. Cloud rushed over toward the noise to find Bam swaying drunkenly in front of Justin, a broken beer bottle at his feet.
"I told you man, I didn't hurt her," Justin protested, taking a step back as Bam leaned in closer.
Bam laughed harshly and pointed at Cloud. "Then why the fuck was she all beat to hell the other day after you got done with her?"
"She liked it!" Cloud blushed and rushed out to grab ahold of Bam and drag him toward the couch before he fell over.
"Yeah, I did," Cloud muttered to Bam as she sat him down. "I tried to tell you I was fine." Bam simply shook his head and closed his eyes, head falling back as he drifted off into sleep.